Ali

“Then don’t try to figure it out. It’ll hurt your brain. Women aren’t logical, Eli. Their instincts aren’t logical. Now, what does she want?”
― Alexa Rivers, Accidentally Yours

“Reaching to his side, he pulls a lemon from a nearby tree. Slicing it open with his knife, he squeezes it in his hands, letting the juice run down his arm and onto my body. The drips tease my breasts, stomach, and hips before they run between my legs.”
― J.E. Mullett, He Found Me

“Tyghan”
― Mary E. Pearson, The Courting of Bristol Keats

“And… is he humming? Sweet Mother Mary, he’s humming.”
― S.J. Tilly, Nero